Rebirth Into My Second Chance novel Chapter 316

I’ve seen many poppies in my life.

Claude grew them. Richard grew them.

In the end, I found that the ones my mother planted herself were the most beautiful, the most splendid.

“Poppies symbolize a parting in death, and a loyal devotion. Do you think that back then, my mother already knew she would be parted from yours by death?”

An endless sorrow washed over me.

Max stood behind me. When the wind blew, all I could hear was the rustling of the flowers as they swayed.

Then, a small cat rubbed against my leg, meowing softly as if to comfort me.

I crouched down, unable to resist reaching out to stroke the pure white Persian cat. It leaned into my touch obediently.

“His name is Lucky. Your mother gave my mother a cat, and of the three kittens she had, he was the only one that survived.”

Max said he was the only survivor. My heart clenched.

Why did that sound so much like me, Richard, and Lily?

My eyelid twitched uncontrollably. I picked Lucky up and hugged him to my chest. It was the first time I had ever held something tangible connected to my parents, something that seemed so much like me.

“Meow…” The kitten seemed to sense my sadness and stayed perfectly still in my arms.

Max then walked ahead, leading the way. The servants we passed were all blonde and blue-eyed; only the two of us had black hair.

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